Too much togetherness

Isaac, Howard, the Fiendling and I, in a bout of too much togetherness that may have been fueled by the large purple dinosaur on the TV, just shared a bowl of dry cheerios. Who knew cats liked dry cereal? And who knew the Fiendling was so into the art of imitation that he’d attempt to eat the cereal using only his face, just like the cats. The bowl, luckily, was too small to fit his large head inside so he settled for using his hands, occasionally feeding me a cheerio while he was busy chewing.